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번역: 네이팜 데스. 부정합.
Welcome to the war; a martyr's challenge Chainsaw brutality tornado strength King of the diamond, king of the grave Lawlessness stains black on whitewashed
Good evening, miss All I ever do is wish things were different This envy is destroying me and it is obvious I'm looking to put a bullet into the tile
Hold diamonds to the sun Sparkling misconception "We're the ones that aren't afraid to die", ashes After this battle we laugh at the thought of innocence
Ignorance is bliss, you'd always hear me say But at times you can't deny those eyes lookin' your way So let me begin by sayin' what I mean It's a crime
My mouth was a crib and it was growing lies It didn't know what love was on that day My heart's a tiny blood clot, I picked at it It never heals it never
Been away, haven't seen you in a while How've you been? Have you changed your style? And do you think that we've grown up differently? Don't seem the
At first you seemed just like my dream of a finer better life Much more than I could ask for in a lover or a wife Though I work with my body and my work
Undo the psalms to fulfill your minds craving to bleed Fail to serve them Serpents of time wait to stifle the lives you breed We'll dissolve them, solve
Well the fires are tended And my blood it just boils (Hey there pass your hat) And the fruits of hard labor Have been drowned in snake oil (Hey there
hands lead the waltz We're trapped in the out of tune swirl Still we set the show on continue mode And dance to a discordant system We accept the nails
you will never be the same again you will never be the same again you will never be the same again you will never be the same temptation i feel it, i
One, two, three, alright Your house, the coffee tastes like dirt Not because I'm hurt, that's just what it tastes like Dirt roads remind me of my skin
In a moment of a nightfall, treshold of a storm Overture fades and the shades grow deep All alone, forced to witness same play every day Ground moans
Now that it's here, it's too late The whole wide world Is fearing the wrong things Falling down a cold staircase And persistently I darken my shadow
You were nothing but an obstacle In my pathway tripping me with my own trust Without your hood of falsification Your beauty is found to be nothing But
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